Chapter 111 I order you to save the person
There were indeed quilts in the space that she had looted from other people's homes, and she planned to use them to exchange for necessary supplies in the future.
The next day, Liang Yingsheng was woken up by the cold.
When he got up, there were footsteps everywhere upstairs and downstairs. Liang Qiuwen came out of the bathroom wrapped in a down jacket, and was trembling even when speaking due to the cold.
"It's snowed in outside. There's ice everywhere. The buckets we put on the balcony are frozen. Shengsheng, go to the balcony and warm up."
Liang Yingsheng huddled into the quilt like a silkworm, "Okay."
It was so cold that she even felt that leaving the bed for a second would be disrespectful to the bed.
After some hesitation, he simply entered the space. The temperature in the space was just right and the coldness on his body dissipated instantly.
Liang Yingsheng hurried back to the wooden house to put on three layers of clothes, and put hot packs on his stomach and back before returning to the dormitory.
I took out the thermometer and measured the temperature. It was about minus 30 degrees Celsius indoors and nearly minus 50 degrees Celsius outside.
The extreme cold has finally arrived!
However, the extreme cold has one advantage: it greatly reduces the zombies' physical functions, making them move extremely slowly.
"It's so cold, do you think those zombies will freeze to death?"
Zhou Lanxin suddenly came over with freshly boiled hot water and poured a cup for each person.
Holding the water cup, his stiff fingers gradually warmed up. Liang Yingsheng denied it, "No, zombies are not afraid of cold or heat. Even if they are frozen now, once the extreme cold passes and the snow melts, they will regain their ability to move."
"These monsters are so scary. Zhimo, go to the space with your dad and cook more. We still don't have enough cooked food, so we need to prepare some more."
Liang Zhimo was brushing his teeth at the balcony sink with hot water, "Okay."
Although it was cold, many of the children in the shelter had never seen snow, and they still ran to the playground to make snowmen. Their little faces were red from the cold, and they refused to go into the house no matter how their parents pulled them.
After eating three steaming hot buns, Liang Yingsheng went out wearing a mask and gloves. Today he would go to the nearby mountains with the main group to prepare firewood.
The extreme cold is coming with great force, and no one knows when it will end.
As soon as I arrived at the gathering point at the gate, I unexpectedly found an armored vehicle parked there.
Several unfamiliar soldiers came out of the infirmary in a hurry, holding a lot of blood-stained clothes in their hands.
"Ms. Liang, you're here. I was just about to come look for you. Is Dr. Liang available now? We're in some trouble and need him."
The person who spoke was the deputy captain Zheng Zhiwei whom I met last time.
He was wearing a thin camouflage uniform, his eyelashes were covered with frost, and his dark face was cracked by the cold, but he was completely unaware.
Liang Yingsheng looked towards the infirmary curiously, "Captain Xiao is injured again?"
"It's not the captain, it's one of our team members. He was bitten on the arm by a zombie while on a mission. Our people immediately cut off his arm to prevent the virus from spreading. Now he's bleeding profusely. We'd like to ask Dr. Liang for help."
Got bitten?
Liang Yingsheng frowned. Even if he cut off his arm, it might not stop the virus from spreading.
She didn't plan to say it, but instead helped to call Liang Zhimo over.
Several passionate young men in camouflage uniforms were standing outside the infirmary, wiping their tears.
Liang Yingsheng followed Liang Zhimo and just as they pushed open the door, a bloody smell instantly filled the air. A soldier covered in blood was lying on the only bed. The makeshift doctor was using cotton cloth to treat his wounds, but there was so much blood that the sheets under him were stained red.
Xiao Yan was also there, standing in front of the window with a grim expression as he watched everything in front of him.
But Liang Yingsheng still saw the word "anxiety" in his eyes.
After all, he is a comrade-in-arms who has followed him for many years. It would be a lie to say that he is not worried. It’s just that this person is not good at expressing himself.
Liang Zhimo moved quickly. He first removed the bandage wrapped around the patient's broken arm, and then took out hemostatic forceps, dried medicinal herbs, etc. from the medical box.
Liang Yingsheng kept half a meter away from Liang Zhimo and saw at a glance that the skin around the man's wound had turned a distinct bluish-gray color.
This is the color of zombie skin.
This person was indeed infected.
Just remove the arm in time to control the spread of the virus.
She put one hand into the pocket of her down jacket and tightly grasped the small folding knife. If this person mutated, she would kill him immediately.
She would never allow any danger to get close to her brother.
"How is Dr. Liang?"
Zheng Zhiwei asked anxiously, his eyes reddened as he looked at the tall and mighty man. "Xiao Zhao was injured while trying to save us. Please, Doctor Liang, you must save him."
Liang Zhimo's face was solemn as he was treating the necrotic skin at the wound.
"The situation is not particularly good, please be mentally prepared."
At this moment, there was a "bang" sound, and Xiao Yan slammed his fist against the wall.
His stern face was full of sternness, his deep eyes glared at Liang Zhimo, and his voice was cold: "No matter what, I order you to save him!"
Order?
Liang Yingsheng stepped forward and pulled Liang Zhimo away. "Captain Xiao, what you said is a bit funny. My brother is not your subordinate. You have no right to order him around."
A cold gaze fell on Liang Yingsheng. Xiao Yan suddenly drew the pistol from his waist and pointed it at Liang Yingsheng, his voice becoming increasingly cold: "Don't forget whose territory this is."
"Why, you want to drive us away? Who's afraid of who?"
Liang Yingsheng has always been a stubborn person and has experienced many terrible scenes. Now it's just a gun pointed at her.
"To be honest, there's no need to save your subordinate. He's infected and will soon turn into a zombie."
"fart!"
This was the first time Xiao Yan used swear words. Zheng Zhiwei was frightened and quickly stepped forward to dissuade him.
"Captain, let's talk things over nicely. Miss Liang is a citizen of our country. She's just worried about her brother."
"Order has long since collapsed, why should I still stick to those rules and regulations?" Xiao Yan snorted coldly, "Today, your brother must heal my people."
grass!
Where did this madness come from?
Liang Yingsheng was also annoyed. At this moment, the patient lying on the bed in a confused state suddenly became manic.
His whole body was twitching, and his face and neck were covered with blue veins. Suddenly, he opened his eyes, but they had lost the vitality of a living person and had become gray and pale, which was very scary.
Just as he was about to pounce on Liang Zhimo, Liang Yingsheng quickly pulled out his folding knife and stabbed it into his forehead. One cut, two cuts...
Xiao Yan was furious. "Liang Yingsheng, who gave you the courage to kill my subordinates in front of me?"
He took a step forward with his long legs, and the black muzzle of the gun was pressed against Liang Yingsheng's smooth forehead.
"sister!"
"team leader!"
Even though the gun was pointed at his forehead, Liang Yingsheng remained calm.
She stood there calmly, looking up at Xiao Yan.
After a long moment, she suddenly smiled, a smile filled with sarcasm: "After all, you are in a high position. Don't always blame others for your own deaths. I don't believe you don't know how serious the situation of your subordinate is."
Thank you for the reward from Ai Chi Braised Rice, muah!
(End of this chapter)
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